Riding Out The Storm
I remember one late night when my parents were gone, and my brother, his friend, and I were home alone. The boys kept telling me that it was getting late and that it was time for me to go to bed. So, finally, I did. It was thundering and lightning really badly, and I got scared. So, my brother's friend came into my room and climbed into bed with me. We started making out and, from then on, we've had sex. Now we do it every chance we get.
— Jane, 19